“… Which means one of our squad ends up in the hospital,” I finishes for him. “Either that or Tananda takes a bunch of lumps waitin’ for us to show up like we said we would.”
“Like I said … good point.”
“Well, I’m not gonna just sit here,” I sez, standin’ up. “You comin’ with me?”
“You mean bust in on ’em right now?”
“That’s just what I mean. Why not? They’ve already been up there for awhile.”
At this point, I am besieged by mental images of Tananda bein’ pawed by Junebug … all the while callin’ vainly for us to help her.
“Just a second, Guido,” Nunzio sez, then raises his voice. “Hey! Bee!”
Our junior magician comes scuttlin’ over to us.
“What is it, Nunzio?”
“I want you to go out and find some police and bring them back here.”
“Police? But why …” – “Just do it! Okay?”
“Sure Nunzio. City police or Military Police?”
“Both, if you can manage it. Now get going.”
He turns to me as Bee goes sprintin’ out into the night.
“All right, Guido. It’s party time!”
Chapter Twelve:
“It sure looks to me like a big night tonight!”
-ARTHUR, REX
IN OUR PLANNIN’, we had neglected to establish a means by which Tananda was to let us know which room they was gonna be in. (Oversights such as this is why I am usually willin’ to let someone else … like the Boss … do our plannin’ for us!) Fortuitously, the Deveel had given them directions loud enough for us to hear at the same time as he was handin’ them the key, so we have no trouble findin’ where we are supposed to be.
“I don’t hear anything … do you?” Nunzio sez, cockin’ his head outside the door.